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The Red Letter Plays

Page 8

by Suzan-Lori Parks


  Hester

  First Lady teeh tum-ay wee Kazo oromakeum!

  Hester/Canary

  Hahahahahahahahaha!

  Canary

  She dont got all the luck.

  Hester

  More luck than me.

  Canary

  Look—

  Hester

  May she rot—

  Canary

  Its a present.

  Hester

  —in the deepest pit for what she done to me and mine.

  Canary

  Lookie—

  Hester

  Not until my Boy comes home. Im not a true mother otherwise. When he comes home then maybe I’ll forgive her but not before.

  Canary

  Look.

  Hester

  What.

  Canary

  Meat.

  Hester

  Fresh meat.

  Canary

  It was on yr doorstep.

  Hester

  On my doorstep?

  Canary

  Just sitting there. A present.

  Hester

  Its good meat.

  Canary

  Put it away so the flies wont get it.

  Hester

  It could be poison.

  Canary

  Put it away and tomorrow cook it up and invite me over. Go On.

  (Rest)

  No one would wanna kill you. We need you too much. Like me, you perform one of those disrespectable but most necessary services.

  Hester

  Me in my bloody apron. You in yr yellow dress.

  Canary

  You like it? Its new. Im getting shoes to go with it.

  Hester

  It makes you look like a whore.

  Canary

  I am a whore.

  Hester

  Yr a kept woman.

  Canary

  Im a whore. Yr an abortionist Im a whore.

  Hester

  Cheers.

  (Rest)

  If Im lucky by the end of next year I’ll have paid enough for me and Boy to have a reunion picnic. Thatll take 500 coins.

  Canary

  One gold piece. Thats a lot.

  Hester

  I’ll make it, yll see

  (Rest)

  Who knows what he looks like now. Hes alive. Freedom Fund assures me of that. All growd up, thats for sure. And tall. And a beard. And a deep voice. And a smile in his eye like his dad had and—

  Canary

  Handsome.

  Hester

  If he takes after his dad hes good looking but dont you go getting any ideas. Hes a good boy and when I finally buy his freedom he’ll be looking for a wife. He wont want the likes of you.

  Canary

  The Mayor owns my exclusive rights so I wouldnt have no time for a poor man even if he was handsome. Although poor men got a beauty to them. But nope. The son of an abortionist. I’d turn my nose up.

  Hester

  Whore.

  Canary

  Babykiller.

  They sing “Working Womans Song”:

  Hester and Canary

  Its not that we love

  What we do

  But we do it

  We look at the day

  We just gotta get through it.

  We dig our ditch with no complaining

  Work in hot sun, or even when its raining

  And when the long day finally comes to an end

  We’ll say:

  “Here is a woman

  Who does all she can.”

  Canary

  So there I was —

  Hester

  A letter came from Boy today. Its right here. Read it to me?

  Canary

  In a minute. Thisll make you smile. Its at her expense.

  Hester

  Go on.

  Canary

  There I was in his bed. I was in his bed and he was on top of me and we was going at it, right? And we was screaming and carrying on like we always do. At first we used to be so quiet out of respect for her—

  Hester

  The Bitch—

  Canary

  Exactly. But now she aint given Hizzoner an heir or heiress neither so what does he owe her, right? So we scream and carry on when we go at it. And for some reason she walks right into the room. And the Mayor and me is making so much noise that neither of us hear her. And she is standing right beside the bed and, you know I got my eyes open I always do it with my eyes open cause I like to watch him enjoy, and there she is standing there. Watching. And I look at her. And Hizzoner sees me looking at something and he turns his head, without a break in his screwing stride, right, he turns his head and looks at her. Just stares at her and keeps on screwing me. And they looked at each other like that. It was some kind of standoff. Him screwing me and staring at her and her staring at him and me looking back and forth from his face to her face. Then she bursts into tears and runs out of the room.

  Hester

  Serves her right.

  Canary

  Shes the only woman in the whole country who cant seem to get knocked up. Ordinarily I’d feel sorry for a woman in her position but—All that time she spent in Europe. All those doctors she seen. The mounds of drugs she takes. Nothing works. Every month falltima Ovo ella greek Tragedy woah-ya.

  Hester

  When she was a little Rich Girl she thought she owned the world. And anything she wanted she could buy. Sent my son away to prison with a flick of her little Rich Girl finger. She cant buy a son or a daughter now but I can buy mine. Im buying mine back.

  (Rest)

  Read the letter.

  Canary

  The Mayor says hes going to bump her off. Bump her off and keep her money.

  Hester

  Her just desserts.

  Canary

  Then he’ll marry me he says.

  Hester

  You love him?

  Canary

  No. But he buys me anything I want.

  (Rest)

  Yll still be my best friend dont worry. I’ll still come around.

  Even though you stink.

  Hester

  Only when a customer is on her way.

  Canary

  Then one must be coming.

  Hester

  Hmm. The only thing worse than a branded A is a stinking weeping one.

  Canary

  Im used to it.

  Hesters old wound, the large branded A above her left breast, weeps as a fresh wound would.

  Hester

  The A looks so fresh, like they branded me just yesterday.

  (Rest)

  I’ll put on my apron. She’ll be here in a minute. You better go.

  Hester readies for work.

  Canary

  Canary

  Canary

  (Rest)

  Canary

  You helped me out years ago. You didnt even know me.

  I couldnt afford die Abah-nazip. You said I could pay you back whenever.

  Hester

  And Im getting my fee plus the interest. Im a good business woman.

  Canary

  Yr a good friend.

  Hester

  Dont overdo it.

  Canary

  Here. My debt and then some.

  Canary gives her a gold coin.

  Hester

  A gold coin.

  Canary

  Enough for that picnic.

  Hester

  I’ll see him this week! Canary!

  Canary

  Dont hug me too hard. Oh dry yr eyes, Im feeling stupid.

  Hester

  Thank you.

  Canary

  Customers not here yet. Howabout I read a little.

  Canary gets the letter, opens it, and reads it to Hester as the lights fade.

  Canary

  “Dear Mother. How are you? I am fine. I am doing my very best to be a good son but it is difficult to be good when surrounded by so muc
h bad. I got two weeks time in the hold last month. No sunlight no food only water. I would tell you why I got the time but what I did was bad. But I did it to a bad person, so that aint so bad is it? . . .”

  SCENE 2

  The Mayor and the First Lady in the middle of a conversation.

  First Lady

  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Papameh! Falltimeh ma-Ovo!

  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

  Mayor

  Scream cry rant rave threaten me curse me denounce me place blame gimmie the finger thumb yr nose tear yr hair out tear my hair out kick the dog kick the servants have some of the poor bumped off yell weep sob moan blubber stomp yr feet curse the gods tell yr father but remind him that not only do I have the army behind me but I answer to the people. I must answer to the people. And those people elected me to lead. And those people elected me to lead for the rest of my life and when they elected me they expected me to produce a son and they elected and expected that son to lead for the rest of his life and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and —

  First Lady

  My father will—

  Mayor

  Your father will nothing. He finds your inability disgraceful.

  First Lady

  Im yr wife.

  Mayor

  And Im the Mayor. The people look up to me. They look up to me and they see my right hand dangling. Where I should be holding the hand of my son, or perhaps have my arm resting proudly on the young mans shoulder my right hand is only dangling. Empty. And they see it. And they begin to wonder what kind of man I am. I promised them a greatness that would last a hundred-thousand years but my right hand is dangling empty, Woman.

  First Lady

  Ive tried. I went to Europe. Saw all those doctors. All of them poking at me. All of them overcharging me because they all knew I was foreign. All the pills they gave me. Suitcases full. And I take them. I take them every day. Ive tried.

  Mayor

  Yr trying is trying the patience of the people. I cant make any more excuses for you.

  First Lady

  But you could spend more time with me. Meh Kazo-say greengrass ee-sunny skies ee—

  Mayor

  And ineffective.

  (Rest)

  Ive been thoroughly examined. Theres no question as to my effectiveness. I must say I was proud when, after an initially embarrassing moment, the mock-sexual experience into the paper cup (dont kid yrself I didnt think of you while I was at it). How embarrassing it all was. But then to see, under the microscope, all those little men swimming. An army! My own little private army!

  The Mayor sings “My Little Army”:

  Mayor

  Loyalty is the most important thing in an army

  And my men have loyalty to me.

  They will lay down their lives

  So our state will survive.

  I find that kind of courage very charming.

  I salute the men of my

  Little army.

  Mayor

  The people see your inability as a kind of treason.

  First Lady

  We’re not at war.

  Mayor

  But we could be. One day.

  First Lady

  We are a small town in a small country in the middle of nowhere. Small towns in small countries dont go to war.

  Mayor

  That kind of thinking is the kind of thinking that keeps us back. Born with a silver spoon in yr mouth never had to work so its no wonder you dont produce.

  (Rest)

  Yr a disgrace to the nation. Everyone agrees. I should remove you from our townhouse and put you in our country house.

  First Lady

  Send me to the country house and when everyones forgotten me, yll have one of yr flunkies slit my throat.

  Mayor

  The people think a rest in the country may help you. Yll have a few days to pack yr things. My hands are tied. Im sorry. Wheres my basket?

  First Lady

  Right there.

  (Rest)

  Where are you going?

  Mayor

  My weekly errands. The Mayor rubs shoulders with the people. After all these years they still like it.

  First Lady

  One more shot. Please. Just one more.

  Mayor

  I have errands.

  First Lady

  Please.

  (Rest)

  Think of the nation.

  First Lady

  Mayor

  Mayor

  Fine.

  First Lady

  Mayor

  Mayor

  Come on, lets get going.

  She begins to kiss and seduce him.

  She is more passionate than he.

  SCENE 3

  Hester at the Freedom Fund. She states her case to the Freedom Fund Lady.

  Freedom Fund

  His files here somewhere. Not to worry. We never lose anything. Of course you could just make a payment get a receipt and I could enter it all into his file at a later time.

  Hester

  I dont mind waiting. Todays special. Im paying extra.

  Freedom Fund

  Paying extra! Wonderful. “Freedom Aint Free!” Glad you understand our motto, Mrs. Smith.

  (Rest)

  Now lets see. Last name Smith first name Boy. BoySmith BoySmith BoySmith. Its in here somewhere.

  (Rest)

  Look at yr A.

  (Rest)

  Yr an Abortionist.

  Hester

  Obviously.

  Freedom Fund

  Whats it like?

  Hester

  Hard.

  Freedom Fund

  “Someones gotta empty the toilet!” so they say. Mrs. Smith, Abortionist. Working hard at what you do. Yr distressing occupation. Ive never had a need of yr services, but I did have a friend once who came to you. The public clinic had a looong wait list—yr quick and you do the job for half the price. Said you were very thorough. And that yr the most discreet woman in the country. Thats something.

  (Rest)

  You know there are lots of women coming through this place in need of die Abah-nazip. They got a man in jail or a deadbeat lover or no money for another kid. Some women, Mrs. Smith, lemmie tell you, tee-tee kop fuh Binah Zoo.

  Hester

  Hee la Mau Chungwoah nice-like.

  Freedom Fund

  Hi! Hi! Hi-Chungwoah! Teeh Kazohi-woah-ya tutti may Baza.

  Hester

  Woah-ya dahteh.

  Freedom Fund

  But what can you do? And them cleaning up their act would put you out of yr cleaning business.

  (Rest)

  What did you do before you started—doing what yr doing now?

  Hester

  Scrubbed floors for the Rich Family but then Boy stole from them and they came down extra extra hard on me. It was either prison or—

  Freedom Fund

  And a mother cant buy her sons freedom in prison. You chose employment, Mrs. Smith. Youve got initiative. Thats good.

  Hester

  Thank you.

  Freedom Fund finally finds the file.

  Freedom Fund

  Well. Boy Smith. Here he is! Youve been making steady payments. Thats admirable. A prisoner can sense when his family is making steady payments. It gives them hope. How much ya paying today?

  Hester

  A gold coin.

  Freedom Fund

  A gold coin! Hand it here! Gold!

  Hester

  I look forward to picnicing with my Boy this week.

  Freedom Fund

  Not so fast! Not so fast!

  (Rest)

  First lets log this in the book and put it in the bank. Gold. And of course log it in his file. Now lets see where it puts you! Yr a hard-working mother Mrs. Smith.

  Hester

  I am.

  Freedom Fund

  Oh dear.

  (Rest)

  Hes committed a few crimes since yr l
ast payment.

  Hester

  Must be a mistake. Hes a very good boy

  Freedom Fund

  Of course he is. Its just that. Well, yr good boys been doing some very bad things lately.

  Hester

  When we have our picnic I’ll tell him—

  Freedom Fund

  Picnic. Picnic. Picnic. Yr son wont be up for a picnic any time soon. His picnic price has doubled.

  Hester

  Doubled?

  Freedom Fund

  Im sorry.

  Hester

  If only that Rich Little Bitch hadnt told on him! We worked for them. They treated us worse than animals. He was only hungry! He stole some meat and she seen him and he seen her seeing him and begged her not to tell, one child to another, but she told. Went and snitched on my Boy and they took him away.

  (Rest)

  His price couldnt of doubled, maam.

  Freedom Fund

  Im sorry.

  Hester

  Its all that Rich Girls fault.

  Freedom Fund

  You cant blame her for his current incarceration. His initial three year sentence has doubled and trippled and quadrupled and—since hes been in jail hes committed several crimes.

  Hester

  He tells me everything. Those crimes are frame-ups every one of them.

  Freedom Fund

  Hes a hardened criminal, Mrs. Smith.

  Hester

  My sons an angel.

  Freedom Fund

  Angels fall.

  Hester

  No.

  (Rest)

  Ive just miscalculated his picnic price is all. Silly me.

  (Rest)

  Hes a good boy, maam. A very good boy.

  Hester leaves.

  SCENE 4

  A park bench in the middle of nowhere overlooking the sea. Monster just sits there.

  After a moment Canary Mary comes by.

 

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